o_god_the_mail_10 #3/13

All these papers have notices about how important they are and how doomed I am and how my world is ending as more of them arrive in the mailbox. I know they aren't death threats or anything, but they feel like a mounting pressure to interact with the world "or else." I can't ignore them, I can't act as if I don't believe in them. I have to focus. O god, the mail. Original Hic Et Nunc token: https://teia.art/objkt/550439